Great Zen Books Novels & Stories

The great, iron-bound cover of the Chronicles of the New Era did not sit beneath a glass display in the deepest vaults of the capital, nor was it sealed with a final, unyielding lock of administrative magic. Instead, the massive book rested open on a wide pedestal of unpolished sun-marble in the very center of the Grand Plaza of Genesis. Its pages were not made of paper, but of thick, shimmering sheets of woven light-lines that rippled and turned on their own whenever a new day broke across the unified worlds.

The great Genbu had transmitted a true divine thought to him. However, this divine thought could only be received by himself. Soon, that projection disappeared. The pillar of light also disappeared. Alex knew that it was completely impossible to repair the boundary now. The great Genbu told him that he would soon get sick and die and that the pure land inside this boundary would collapse at the slightest inadvertence. However, the Holy Book in Alex's hand brought hope… The great Genbu asked Alex to send the Holy Book to a certain place. This Holy Book was derived from a piece of his turtle shell. After synthesis, it became one. He could use the complete turtle back to preserve Nirvana.

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I am Zeiah, I grew up thinking that everybody around me is ordinary and I am like them, but that's what I thought. I remembered everything, from the growl of that notorious creature, the slashing of the swords, and the explosion, all of it was clear. I close my eyes, quivering into the ideas which my mind could only bear. How I wish everything were just a nightmare. I let out a deep breath and found myself in the middle of nowhere.

Zen must be a messenger sent to them from the heavens to guide them towards victory. Contrary to Gunter’s high praise for Zen’s ideas, Venedict harboured his hesitations about such a recklessly senseless plan. Goblins were tricky, but they were weak. Was there a need to go to such extents as to give the enemy their food supplies when the supplies were scarce enough? If it worked out, Venedict would swallow his complaints as a needless concern. However, if Zen failed, that food that would feed families won’t be returning. He would rather fight those monsters head-on, a few at a time, for weeks until he built a house out of their corpses in the forest.

"What the hell are you doing, Galen?" Zoren walked inside the palace and saw Galen frantically shaking a book on the table. "What are you trying to do—is that the cursed book?" "No, this one is the witch's book one," he replied, and then looked down at the book on the table. "Oh, that one, yeah! This one is the cursed book." "Why do you have them out here, and why are you shaking that one?" "I just thought that I should," he responded, a bit worried. The sour smile on his face was good enough for Zoren to have questions.

The room was silent, towering shelves filled the room. Tall shelves filled with a variety of books. From thin books to those that are as thick as cardboard, there are also books on the shelf. And those who become the most immortal inhabitants will usually be very rarely touched. The big lamp right in the middle of the building made a bright impression on the room.

replied Yaacob as he glanced at Gerald. “Speaking of cultivators, I forgot to tell you something rather important,” said Gerald as he scratched the back of his head. “…Oh? What is it?” asked Aiden as his expression turned serious. “Here, read this book whenever you have the time. It could help you,” replied Gerald as he took out a palm-sized and ancient-looking book from his jacket pocket before handing it to Aiden. He had obtained it back when he was still at the ancient ruins. “Pure… Yang technique…? Is this some kind of novel…?” asked Aiden with a slight frown as he read the book’s faded title…

“You can sit over there on the table while I search for the books!” Gurudza takes a sit on the chair waiting. After a while searching she bring to him six books with different hard covers. “This grey one has gravity magic!” she puts it on the table, “the brown one has infusion techniques, since you are a better fighter with weapons it will be a great guide and it can also teach you on how to create weapons using magic.” Takes the infusion book from her hand before she put it down on the table and starts flipping the pages and she watches for a little bit and continues.

“Ahh I don’t really know why, but I think I’m just gifted?” Miss Minerva assist me to go back to prepare for a bath. While walking she told me, “I heard you ask Vandross why your book is called relic right? “Your book is possessed by our Ancestors and passed by or sometimes stolen. Relics in Zennery are not just books. There are many kinds of Relics. The Battle Relics which consist of swords, armor and shield. The Enchantment Relics the same as your book where spells are written and the Special Relics this was said to be unknown. I wonder were you get that notebook.”